[center][h1][color=008080]Noah Salik || Mess Hall[/color][/h1][/center]

Noah flew in from above, he was just a spec to those below, but to Noah, the school was so big that it didn't even look the size had changed. Noah was above the Mess Hall now. He lowered his arms, his blood wings folded, dropping Noah at blinding speeds. The Mess Hall grew in size as he gradually sped towards the ground. People became identifiable, growing. Before he squished into the ground, he opened his arms, the blood wings took form and caught him. Noah landed on the ground safely and with grace. [i]Why am I here... What's drawn me here...?[/i]